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The Mafia's Little Obsession Chapter 19: Scarred By Loss
Elena's Point Of ViewI woke to a blinding throb in my skull, as if a mallet was pounding relentlessly against my temples. Groaning, I pressed my palms to my forehead and struggled to sit up. The room tilted slightly before righting itself, and the events of the previous day came rushing back in a whirlwind of chaos and anger. Nicholas’s furious eyes burned in my memory, his rage palpable as he towered over me in his study. The files, the damning signatures, the horrific truths, every detail played on a loop in my mind. Nesa Caistro. The Ghost. D’Angelo.“What the hell does it all mean?” I whispered into the stillness of the room. My parents’ murder, the sinister revelations about my father’s foundations, and Nicholas’s connection to it all, it was a puzzle with missing pieces, but I was determined to solve it. My thoughts were interrupted by the soft creak of the door opening.Nicholas strolled in, impeccably dressed as always, carrying a tray with a steaming bowl. His expression was
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Nicholas’s Point Of View"Why the hell can’t she just listen?" I muttered, my voice sharp and cutting as it filled the silence of my office. Pacing behind my desk, I stopped to slam my palm down, the sound reverberating in the room. Alejandro stood opposite me, arms crossed, his gaze calm but probing as if he were analyzing my outburst. It only fueled my frustration.“She defied me, Alejandro. Not once, but repeatedly.” My words came out like venom, and yet, deep down, there was something I couldn’t admit aloud... a pang of worry that had taken root in my chest. Elena’s stubbornness wasn’t just infuriating. It was dangerous to both of us.Alejandro shrugged, his calm demeanor somehow more irritating than if he’d disagreed outright. “You keep calling her stubborn, but you know damn well why she’s doing it. You’re shutting her out, boss. She’s not as stupid as you think. She sees the cracks in the walls you’ve built. She just wants to understand what’s on the other side and I think it w
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Nicholas's Point Of ViewThe clock ticked relentlessly, each second chipping away at the fragile silence of the night. My office was dim, the faint glow of the desk lamp casting long shadows across the room. Papers were scattered in front of me, contracts, logistics, details I couldn’t bring myself to focus on. My head throbbed, my chest heavy with an unspoken weight I refused to name.Then came the gentle knock.“Come in,” I barked, the sharpness in my voice unintentional but instinctive.The door creaked open, and my gaze softened immediately. Nanny Elizabeth stepped inside, a glass of orange juice balanced carefully in her hands. The woman had raised me, known me better than anyone ever could, and still had the audacity to treat me like a child even now.I gestured for her to sit, leaning back in my chair. “It’s late, Nanny. What’s so important that you’d come all the way here at this hour?”She placed the glass on my desk with deliberate care, her lips curving into a small smile.
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Elena's Point of ViewWaking up felt like emerging from a foggy abyss, my body aching with exhaustion I couldn’t quite place. My eyelids fluttered open, and the sunlight poured in through the large window in my room, painting the walls in a soft golden hue. I squinted against the light, reaching instinctively for my phone on the nightstand. The screen lit up, 7:00 AM. My stomach growled, an unsettling reminder that I hadn't eaten properly in... I didn’t even know how long.I rubbed my eyes and stretched, but just as I swung my legs over the side of the bed, the door creaked open. My head snapped up, heart racing, only to see Nicholas stepping in. He wasn’t in one of his usual crisp, cold suits that screamed power and ruthlessness. Instead, he wore a plain white T-shirt and casual shorts. For the first time, he looked almost… human.In his hands was a tray, steam curling from a bowl on it. He didn’t speak immediately, just met my startled gaze with that unreadable expression of his, so
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Elena’s Point of ViewThe hum of the hairdryer echoed softly in the background, mingling with the faint scent of lavender shampoo and eucalyptus oils. I leaned back in the spa chair, my head cushioned against a soft towel, letting the stylist work her magic. For the first time in days, I felt like I could breathe, even if it was only a fleeting illusion. Nicholas had been unusually calm, so calm it felt wrong. The house felt lighter, less suffocating, though his shadow was always there, lurking in the edges of my mind.It wasn’t that I trusted him. I didn’t. Not entirely. But over the past few days, his demeanor had shifted. Gone were the biting remarks and the icy dominance I’d grown accustomed to. Instead, he was... civil. Kind, almost, though that word felt too far-fetched to describe him. He even permitted me to change the house’s interior. It wasn’t a complete victory, his room, study, and painting room were still off-limits but it was a step forward.I could still remember the c
Last Updated : 2024-12-20The Mafia's Little Obsession Chapter 24: Fear Creeps In
Elena's Point of ViewThe fluorescent lights above seemed unusually bright as I clutched the edge of the counter. My hands trembled slightly, but I clenched them into fists to mask my fear. Nicholas's words echoed in my mind like a mantra. “Stay by the counter. I’m on my way.” His voice had been calm but commanding, leaving no room for doubt. Yet, doubt was all I could feel. My heart thundered in my chest, the beats erratic and loud enough that I wondered if the cashier could hear them.The woman behind the counter gave me a cheerful smile, oblivious to the storm brewing within me. "Are you all right, ma'am?" she asked casually while scanning the last of the items in my basket. Flower pots, string lights, scented candles, I realized how ridiculous it must have looked, shopping for decor while men in black lurked around."Yeah," I murmured, forcing a tight-lipped smile. The words felt like a lie. My throat was dry, my skin cold. "Just sprucing up the house a bit." I didn’t recognize my
Last Updated : 2024-12-20The Mafia's Little Obsession Chapter 25: The Strings I Pull
Nicholas’s Point of ViewThe sharp click of the desk drawer echoed in the dimly lit office, breaking the heavy silence that hung between us. My fingers grazed the cold metallic handle as I slid it open, retrieving three thick envelopes stuffed with cash. I tossed them onto the table with a calculated flick of my wrist, leaning back in my chair as I studied the three men standing before me. Their black suits blended into the shadows, their stances rigid but expectant.“That’s for a job well done,” I said, my voice calm yet laced with an undercurrent of menace. A sly smile tugged at the corner of my lips. “You scared the shit out of her.”The men didn’t flinch. Good. I didn’t employ amateurs. They each reached for an envelope, their movements sharp and practiced, murmuring their thanks as they stepped back. I dismissed them with a wave of my hand, but before they could leave, I added, “You’ll be leaving New York tonight. I’ve got other warehouses across Europe. You’ll get your assignmen
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Nicholas’s Point Of ViewThe phone buzzed sharply against my desk, its vibrations cutting through the tense silence of the room. I pressed it to my ear."What is it?" I bellowed"Boss, the Shipments are gone" My hear sank at those words. “What the hell do you mean by my shipments are gone?” My voice came out in a low growl, steady despite the fury bubbling beneath. The man on the other end stammered, throwing out excuses about an intercepted truck, and something about radio silence from the drivers. My fist slammed against the desk, rattling the crystal tumbler by my hand.“Get your fucking ass out there and find it!” I barked. “I don’t care how. Get every damn man out there looking for it, and don’t call me until you have answers!”Ending the call, I hurled the phone onto the desk and began pacing. Each step felt like it vibrated with the anger coursing through me. Billions were at stake, and I couldn’t afford these amateur mistakes.The door burst open without warning, and Alejandr
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The Mafia's Little Obsession Chapter 53: A Deadly Warning
Elena’s Point Of View The chilled morning air bit at my skin as I wandered down the empty path leading from Nicholas’s estate. Each step felt heavier than the last, my thoughts spinning in endless circles. The world I had willingly stepped into, for love or madness, was far darker than I had imagined.The image of Alejandro rushing down the hallway replayed in my mind, paired with the fragmented pieces of the conversation I had overheard. "The Castillos are back. Elena is the key." Those words had rooted themselves deep in my chest, suffocating every breath I tried to take.I needed air, space to think and clear my mind But even as I walked, my unease grew. The quiet was too absolute, too unnatural.The sound of footsteps behind me made me pause. My heart stuttered, and I spun around, but the path was empty."Get it together, Elena, stop hallucinating for pits sake!" I muttered under my breath, forcing myself to keep walking.A few more steps, and then it happened so fast, a hand cla
The Mafia's Little Obsession Chapter 52: Betrayed
Nicholas’s Point Of ViewThe room smelled of blood and sweat, a sickening combination that clung to my skin as I leaned against the cold metal table. The man before me, tied to a chair, was a trembling mess. His face was swollen, his lip split, and his breathing shallow. Yet, he refused to talk.I gripped the edge of the table, my knuckles turning white as I fought to keep my temper in check. “You’ve got one last chance,” I growled, my voice low and deadly. “Who were you working for, what have you been feeding them about me and what do they plan to do ?”The mole spat blood onto the floor, his defiance almost admirable if it weren’t so fucking infuriating. “You’re already finished,” he rasped, a twisted smile tugging at his lips. “The Castillos know everything there is to know about you. Your empire? It’s crumbling, and there’s nothing you can do to stop it.”I slammed my fist into the table, the sound reverberating through the room. “Wrong answer,” I hissed. Grabbing the knife from t
The Mafia's Little Obsession Chapter 51: Whispers of Danger
Elena’s Point Of ViewI woke up to the rhythmic rise and fall of Nicholas’s chest beneath my cheek, his arms wrapped protectively around me like a cocoon. For a fleeting moment, the world felt distant, a faint echo beyond the safety of his embrace. He looked peaceful in his sleep, a stark contrast to the man who commanded an empire with sharp words and colder actions.I traced the faint scar on his jaw with my finger, wondering about the stories he’d never told me. How many battles had he fought, both physical and emotional to get to this moment? A smile crept onto my lips as I imagined waking up like this every day. Maybe, just maybe, this could work.Not wanting to wake him, I slipped out of bed, the cool floor beneath my feet grounding me. I decided to surprise him with breakfast, something normal amidst our not-so-normal lives. As I tiptoed down the grand staircase, the scents of coffee and sizzling bacon wafted through the air.The kitchen staff was already at it, bustling like a
The Mafia's Little Obsession Chapter 50: A Moment of Peace
Nicholas Point Of ViewThe sound of waves crashing against the shore was almost hypnotic. For the first time in what felt like years, there was no noise from the outside world, no phones ringing, no gunshots, no shouted orders or whispered threats. Just the ocean, the breeze, and her.I glanced at Elena, who walked beside me, her bare feet sinking into the soft sand with every step. She looked out at the horizon, where the sun was beginning its slow descent, casting the sky in hues of gold and crimson. She was quiet, her usual fire dimmed by the weight of everything we’d been through lately.She deserved this. A break. A moment of peace.Hell, we both deserved it.“You’re quiet,” I said, breaking the silence.She glanced at me, her lips curving into a faint smile. “Just trying to take it all in. It’s… beautiful here.”I nodded, shoving my hands into my pockets. “It is. I figured we could use a change of scenery.”Her smile widened, but there was something hesitant in her gaze. “And wh
The Mafia's Little Obsession Chapter 49: Cracks in the Armor
Elena's Point Of ViewI didn’t know how I had ended up here again, wrapped in Nicholas’s arms for what felt like the millionth time in the past two weeks. His fingers combed through my hair with slow, deliberate strokes, as if the rhythm alone could calm the chaos in my mind. It almost worked. Almost.The soft glow of the bedside lamp cast shadows across the room, highlighting the strong lines of his jaw. I tilted my head slightly to look at him, his face unreadable but serene. My thoughts churned, too loud to ignore, and before I could stop myself, the question escaped my lips.“How did you end up with the Mafia?”The moment the words hung in the air, I felt his body tense beneath me. For a heartbeat, I regretted asking, but I needed to know. I needed to understand.Nicholas’s hand paused in my hair, then resumed its gentle motion. He sighed heavily, his chest rising and falling beneath my cheek. “It’s not a story I like telling,” he murmured, his voice barely above a whisper.“Pleas
The Mafia's Little Obsession Chapter 48: "Memories of The Past"
Elena's Point Of ViewI woke up to the dull throb of a headache pounding behind my temples, and the bright light streaming through the curtains didn’t help. I groaned, pulling the duvet over my head to block out the assaulting rays of sunlight. But then it hit me, the pillow under my head wasn’t soft. It was warm and… breathing.My eyes shot open, and I froze. I was sprawled across Nicholas’s chest. His bare, hard chest.“Shit,” I whispered under my breath, the memories of last night slamming into me like a freight train. The wine. The laughter. The kiss. My cheeks burned as I pieced it all together.Carefully, I shifted to sit up, clutching the duvet tightly around me. The realization that I was naked under it sent another wave of embarrassment crashing over me. How the hell had this happened?Just as I was about to slip out quietly, an arm snaked around my waist, pulling me back.“And where do you think you’re going?” Nicholas’s deep, husky morning voice stopped me dead in my tracks
The Mafia's Little Obsession Chapter 47: Unexpected
Elena's Point Of ViewThe day started with a surprise, a rare one from Nicholas. “You have a spa appointment,” he said over breakfast, his tone casual yet firm, as if it wasn’t up for discussion.I raised an eyebrow, setting down my fork. “A spa appointment? Since when do you care about that?”He smirked, leaning back in his chair. “Since now. Just go, Elena. Trust me for once.”The word trust lingered between us like an unwelcome guest. Trust wasn’t something Nicholas and I shared. Still, I had no fight left in me today, so I went.I sat in the spa, letting the therapists work their magic. The soft hum of music, the soothing scents of lavender and eucalyptus, and the gentle hands kneading the tension out of my shoulders should have relaxed me, but my mind was elsewhere. Nicholas De Luca didn’t do nice. He didn’t do thoughtful."What was his angle?"I mulled over it as the spa attendants wrapped my face in a cooling mask. Maybe he felt guilty for his constant coldness. Or maybe this w
The Mafia's Little Obsession Chapter 46: Realization
Nicholas’s Point Of ViewThe rain tapped against the windows like a restless intruder. I sat in my study, staring blankly at my open laptop, its screen glowing with data I couldn’t be bothered to read. The silence in the house was deafening, broken only by the distant sound of Elena’s soft sobs, muffled behind her bedroom door. It had been days since she last spoke to me. Days of walking on eggshells and pretending that everything was fine when it was anything but.The knock at my door was a welcome distraction, though I didn’t show it. “Come in,” I called out, my voice sharper than I intended.Alejandro stepped in, his tall frame casual yet composed, as always. “Boss, do you have a moment?”I nodded, gesturing for him to take a seat.“I got the new device you asked me to get for Mrs. De Luca,” he said, pulling a sleek black phone from his jacket pocket. “Also, I’ve installed a tracking device for you to know where she is at all times.”I didn’t respond immediately. My gaze drifted to
The Mafia's Little Obsession Chapter 45: Doubts
Elena’s Point Of ViewNicholas’s voice echoed from the kitchen as I stood by the window, staring blankly at the overcast sky. “Elena, you’re not helping yourself by staying in,” he said, his tone carrying that frustrating mix of impatience and forced concern. I clenched my fists, my nails biting into my palms. Every word from his mouth felt like a whip, scraping against my already raw nerves. He didn’t get it. He couldn’t.I turned slowly, meeting his gaze as he walked into the room. “I’m not going to work today Nicholas, I need time,” I said, my voice trembling with restrained anger.Nicholas paused, his brow furrowing. “You’ve missed enough days already. Avoiding work isn’t going to help us find the real murderers, Elena.”His words struck a nerve, and I felt something in me snap. “Don’t you dare tell me how to grieve my parents!” My voice was louder than I intended, but I didn’t care. “You think I’m just going to waltz into the office and pretend everything’s fine after all I found
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